300 Heroes of the Comics

The deafening rumble of tank artillery and the shock wave enough to shake the atmosphere that could be heard intermittently shook the nerves of the police behind the Self-Defense Forces.The flames of the [-]mm cannon can be vaguely seen as if typing on a typewriter.And the murmurs, roars, and howls of the never-ending gastroenteria.

In addition, as expected by colleagues, the Self-Defense Forces did not request support from the police no matter how long it took.

Cao Shurui just thought about it for a while before he knew what the Self-Defense Force was thinking.

"Are you still so arrogant at a time like this? People who can't see the difference clearly are really pitiful....Death is just what they deserve. There is obviously a way to live, but you all have to sacrifice your life. "

Down below, Rentaro couldn't help becoming anxious.

What are they thinking?Caring about their own achievements, territory, or self-esteem, etc., fighting with those meaningless things, do those guys really think they can win?

Isn't it time to unite and stand shoulder to shoulder against Gastrea?

Which side has the advantage now, and what is the situation like?

Rentaro turned his neck and looked at the lineup of the police corps. Everyone gathered around the burning campfire.

Rentaro and his party located on the small hill can easily see the situation of the entire army.

Rentaro and others lined up in a long horizontal line one kilometer in front of the tent camp at the frontline base.

The civilian police corps with more than [-] members is organized at the bottom as the auxiliary force, above which is the squadron leader who commands the ten auxiliary troops, and then the "regiment leader" who commands the squadron leader.

From Rentaro's oblique front right, Rentaro's direct subordinate, the squadron leader, can be seen.It seems that all the squadron leaders are selected from the auxiliary force of my church leader. He is a young man wearing a lead-gray Japanese armor-shaped exoskeleton.

His name is I Do Hidehiko, the son of the head of the regiment.

Pale and thin cheeks, and a face that is even more slender with glasses.It feels closer to scholars who are locked in the research room all day long, or even librarians.

He was accompanied by the initiator named Heart Sound.

During training the day before yesterday, when Rentaro saw Hidehiko caressing Kokoto's shoulder and lifting her chin, he showed an intoxicated expression on the side of his face.It seems that he has more affection for his initiator than his partner, daughter, or sister.

Looking at that Hidehiko, it was hard for Rentaro not to be affected by his uneasy mood.

During the training of the civilian police corps in the past few days, his reaction seemed very clumsy.Not only is the speed of giving orders too slow, but also lacks decisiveness, and the attitude of giving orders does not feel confident and majestic.

Even at this time, he was hugging the initiator's shoulders while praying in a low voice.The content is probably to expect the Self-Defense Forces to win, and the battle situation should not develop to the point where you have to play.

I don't know how long after that.

The sound of the fire gradually subsided, and the cry of the gastritis also became smaller.

Then there was abrupt and complete silence on both sides.

The plain in front of it, as if absorbing the silence of the night, was covered in complete darkness.

Whispers sounded like waves among the wavering policemen. "Hey, how's the game going?", "Which side won?", "Someone go and have a look." Conversations like this one after another.

"Hehe, it really is all wiped out. They added a lot of troops to the gastritis for no reason. The Self-Defense Force is really a qualified pig teammate."

Cao Shurui looked at the group of Gastrea approaching the camp of the police without sound, and walking in the front of the self-defense force corpses that had not yet turned into gastrulation, with a mocking smile on his face.

PS: Hey, I'm so angry, I actually have classes... Garbage the website of the Office of Academic Affairs.

038 The First Drop of Blood

Not long after, a vague figure appeared in the area illuminated by the campfire about [-] meters ahead, and it seemed that they were walking towards the camp of the policemen.

There were about fifty people in a row.They were all self-defense officers in camouflage uniforms.

There was a relaxed atmosphere among the police officers. Some of them wanted to comfort each other and left the team to run towards them.

For some reason, Rentaro felt extremely uneasy.

Based on common sense, these people should have come to report the news of successfully repelling Gastrea.But that being the case, why should so many people be sent.It is enough to notify by radio, it is impossible to send them to convey orders.Even if it is really an order, only one person, or two people are enough.Besides, why don't they use any means of transportation and choose to walk over.

The figures of the group of people gradually grew larger in the field of vision.Perhaps because of the injury, the way he walks is irregular.Seeing this scene, a starter of Rentaro's neighboring team couldn't help but rushed out.

It was a girl about eight years old.As a starter, it was barely old enough to accept a fight.The girl has wavy hair and looks very gentle.She ran to the wounded soldier, approached from the bottom up, concerned about the situation of the other party.But the girl's movements suddenly stopped.

Rentaro also saw something unusual at this time.

The group of people walked nonchalantly while dragging their intestines flowing out of their abdomens.

They just walked to a distance where they could clearly see their expressions.

The faces of the group were pale and their lips were blue.The blood from the ruptured abdomen stained the camouflage uniform bright red.An inexplicable sound came out of the half-parted lips.

There is no doubt that their blood loss has exceeded the level of death.

Such a taboo yet extremely familiar scene made Rentaro feel chills all over his body.

Rentaro called out to the girl:

"Get away—! Don't get close to that guy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The girl turned around with an expression on the verge of tears.

After becoming a summoner, Cao Shurui's vision has already far surpassed that of ordinary people.He can use night vision, an ability that ordinary people don't have, with ease.Therefore, of course he also saw this scene, but he did not take any action.

It's just that blood was gradually dripping from his tightly clenched right fist.

[This is war.I can't save them. 】

Suddenly, the girl disappeared from the neck up.In the next instant, the blood flew into the air like a geyser astonishingly.The girl's legs went limp, and she fell straight forward.

The hideous smell of blood hit.